ink of emotions spills across my book; searching for miracles.
Our love transcend visibly in a prism wherein our emotions are true,
A perfect economy of true love so impossible to construe.
Here I am thinking of the life we lived and the memories we shared,
The sparks of emotions we created; how much we cared.
Sounds of the bliss and whispers of our love that could be heard,
In our quite moment of affections it was just you and i not a third.
our love could be felt descending from the skies we were under,
Never was there an iota of fear; not a thing to bother.
Our love could travel the world and split the heavens cover,
And this feeling we had was more than all of earths wonder.
I had you in my heart whispering to my soul,
And when you're not with me i'm never in one whole.
When I'm around you I can even hear the stars speak,
Confessing how our love humbles the heavens making it weak.
You were all I had thought in life and in my dream,
And I had felt this perfection that could only be found in heaven's realm.
But life happened and destroyed it all,
Can you hear my heart splitting as it fall?.
Each is a fragment that bleeds of my undying love for you,
Despite how real it is, this love wasn't good enough for you.
No matter how much I try; you will forever be a part of me,
Even though this love is defied and never meant to be.
I was blind; now I understand the expression that love isn't always right.
And breaking everything that I was; can you sleep with a smile at night?
Broken by fate; I shed my tears every night when I cry,
But you live happily like there's a new rainbow in the skies.
I enjoyed reading your poem. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.